I haven't listened to Brian Eno's new album FOREVERANDEVERNOMORE until a couple of days ago. I thought it would be worthy or ambient or else unfathomable.
Its none of those things, (well, ambient on occasion, this is Eno), and this is yet another record to add to the now considerable pile hat's not on my end of year list when if I'd heard it earlier it would certainly be there. Damn high this one.
Ir's Eno's first for a while. Certainly a long while since he sang on one of his records. It feels elegaic and focused on impending global environmental catastrophe. Given that I was sitting in a bar in Central Newcastle just a couple of days back with two Geordie contemporaries and friends, both of them denying unflinchingly that there's any such thing as Global Warming, it seems necessary somehow. Neither of them will hear it more than likely.
It's austere and sparse and considered. At points it feels that you're in church at the funeral for a dear friend or close family member. Eno's voice is a thing of beauty.
A record probably best played when you're alone. In the company of others it might seem too unbearably poignant. A remarkable statement in every respect.
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